In the battle of the Demon Sect to attack Kunlun that year, Xu Lin tried all kinds of tricks, and his treacherous methods were even more exhausted, and the result was that he failed to leave a bloodstain on the Taoist, even in the final stage, his master Qingxu Zhenren took action, or let this guy get away, but let Xu Lin see the other side of the matter.

Killing a person may not require you to do it yourself.

And in the atmosphere at this moment, although there are so many cultivators gathered in the hall, there is no shortage of immortal-level real people among them, but he is as cunning as a bloodstained Taoist, and after a few words, he let things fulfill his wish again, how can Xu Lin be willing?

Although I don't know when this guy entered the Immortal Mansion, and I don't know why he was surrounded in the middle again, but if such a great opportunity is let go, Xu Lin will really regret it, even if it is still the same as the original siege of the mountain gate, even if this old ghost escapes, he has to peel off a layer of skin!

After all the calculations in his heart, Xu Lin still didn't know whether to shout or not, reminding these people in front of him that since he already knew the location of the furnace and the method of opening it, how could he not take advantage of this time to join forces to solve this problem.

However, Xu Lin's entanglement is also here, if he shouts, he will inevitably move from behind the scenes to the foreground, if the old ghost recognizes himself and hits hard, what chance do he have of survival?

Just when Xu Lin was swaying, he could hear Xuan Zhenren continue: "The first few times the Immortal Mansion was opened, the ten halls in front of me have not been opened once, and those corpses before coming in have fought each other to death, and of course there are those who have been trapped to death, it can be said that this Ten Zun Hall is a cage in itself." ”

After saying this, his voice fell, which immediately caused a commotion, and Xu Guangyi's face was already extremely dissatisfied, but he was facing Qingxuan Zhenren. Many of the words he said just now were strictly guarded secrets by the major sects, but at this moment, they were announced to the public by Qing Xuan Zhenren, and his own interests would inevitably be damaged, not to mention it, and he could not scold Qing Xuan Zhenren at this time, if he did that, he Xu Guangyi would become the target of public criticism.

"It is recorded in the classics in the door that the final choice of the mixed world lord back then was not so much the madness in despair, but the same end, as far as I know, these ten halls are actually a natal magic weapon of the mixed world lord in itself!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the scattered cultivators, but even Xu Guangyi was stunned for a while, Qingxuan Zhenren's story this time was something he didn't know, even the bloodstained Taoist standing in the middle was slightly stunned, but it was the Demon Sect's Shang Zhili, shook the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "That's right!"

"Kunlun is Kunlun, and I don't know much more than my Great Demon Sect!" Shang Zhili closed the folding fan in his hand, then turned to everyone, and finally his eyes stayed on the body of the bloodstained Taoist and said: "I really don't know whether you are smart or stupid, the little blood you just released is on the totem of these ten halls, presumably this mixed world lord should also wake up." ”

The face of the bloodstained Daoist did not change because of the judgment of the two of them, it was still the same as before, and the two strange eyes rolled slightly: "As soon as the furnace comes out, if it is obtained, it is buckled on the lifeblood of the Ten Venerable Palaces, not to mention the magic weapon in the furnace, even these Ten Venerable Halls are also worth taking this risk." ”

The people who said this were moved again, and it was indeed as the bloodstained Taoist said, how can there be a free lunch in the world, if you don't risk it, how can you see the blue sky, if you really get the thing of the furnace, what you do this time is a great good.

"Back then, the master of the mixed world, willing to throw himself into the furnace, is to come to the same end, now the door of the ten halls is opened, the furnace is born, I still say the same thing, the master of the mixed world is unpredictable, and I hope that all Taoist friends will pay more attention later. ”

Relatively comparatively, the style of Qing Xuan Zhenren really has the selfless bearing, even Xu Lin is sideways, and those scattered cultivators cast a respectful and grateful look at Kunlun, which makes Xu Lin's gaze at Qing Xuan Zhenren inevitably a little weird.

Can you really be so selfless?

In the cultivation world of the jungle, the actions of Qing Xuan Zhenren can be regarded as different, but from the perspective of the main gate, it is understandable, but Xu Lin does not believe that Qing Xuan Zhenren can be so selfless, this person is in Kunlun, but he is famous for his wit like Confucianism!

"When something goes wrong, there must be a reason!" Xu Lin thought about this thought in his heart, not only focused his eyes on the bloodstained Daoist again, but then made up his mind again, waiting for the development of things, and then making a little plan.

And in the silence that followed, it was only for half an hour, Xu Lin seemed to feel an extremely depressing atmosphere, constantly surrounding himself, and the heavy pressure made people feel like they were under the water, suffocating.

But then, and only for a moment, the Bloodstained Daoist suddenly raised his foot on the corpse, and then took a slight step back.

I saw that in a burst of sensational voices, everyone's shocked eyes were all focused on the corpse. I saw that it moved suddenly, and the corpse, which had already turned white because of the dried blood, was actually slowly rising, as if it was guided by some kind of traction force.

Xu Lin looked a little nervous, and the other cultivators were just like him, but immediately, this corpse suddenly trembled, and bursts of red light appeared on the corpse, and an extremely rich bloody aura suddenly filled the hall.

The crowd retreated slightly, and even when the bloodstained Daoist retreated to the side, the corpse suddenly, with a bang, exploded with lightning speed, and at the same time, the wall skin on the surrounding walls collapsed and fell off, and the ground shook and made people stand unsteadily.

The monks harnessed the light one after another, and when they floated into the air, the ground on which they had been standing suddenly cracked like skin textures.

On the cracks like spider webs, there was also a faint revelation of dazzling blood light, not only Xu Lin, but all the monks had an irrepressible excitement and fear, and they all stared intently, the ground that began to crack and fall, until a bright rainbow light rose, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cool air.

I saw a blood-red giant ding, from the endless darkness of the underground, in a rumbling sound that seemed to be a thunderstorm, slowly rising. And the most palpitating thing is that the ding has four sides, and on each side, there is an extremely distorted human face, as if after receiving the most extreme punishment in the world, it can present the most painful expression.

Xu Lin was shocked when he saw it, and he really couldn't imagine that such a strange copper tripod could be touched by the word "immortal", and it was clearly a vicious magic weapon, which was even more appropriate.

Juding floats in the air, colorful rainbow light, dazzling and compelling, people can't look at it directly, the four different distorted faces, in a trance, someone exclaimed: "That face, live!"

Xu Lin looked at this Baoding in disbelief, which not only reminded him of the Demon Lord's piece, but it was different, this Ding Guding was even more evil, not to mention, giving people the feeling that it was not from this world at all, but the Nine Shadows.

But some people don't care, and some people are extremely eager, among them, there is a blood light in an instant, majestically bursting out, like a blood breath, instantly appeared above the crimson giant ding, the blood-colored light pillar like a ghost claw, immediately shrouded in the entire giant ding's qi machine, until Xu Lin saw it clearly, but found that it was undoubtedly a bloodstained Taoist!

"This old guy is so fast!" While Xu Lin was scolding in his heart, he heard a voice like spring thunder shouting: "Thief, you dare!"

Xu Guangyi's trip to the Immortal Mansion was extremely unsmooth, but he, who had already put all his thoughts on this furnace, could not tolerate others getting involved in it at this time.

The purple thunder and lightning that had already accumulated exploded like thunder, and its target was directly aimed at the blood-stained Daoist, Xu Guangyi even got up and rushed over, the speed was so fast, but it was not much slower than the thunder light that he had blasted out before.

The cultivators who had already been preparing to go, especially those immortal-level great real people, were also like Xu Guangyi, and they also came one after another on the premise of seeing the bloodstained Daoist strike first. And only Kunlun's group was still standing in place, but the cold color in their eyes gradually appeared, which made Xu Lin have an ominous premonition.

But then an extremely bright light, as if it was the first ray of sunlight between heaven and earth in the morning light, cut through the darkness that shrouded all things, and then broke through the white light that could make heaven and earth clear.

Whether it was the endless blood light of the Blood Demon, or the purple thunder and lightning of Xu Guangyi, or the treasures of many cultivators, they were all eclipsed in this piece of brilliance, and only that piece of white light that cut off a qiē was the only one in this hall, and it was also a qiē.

Xu Lin was stunned to see what happened in front of him, his surprise was not because of the irresistible white light at this time, but the faint aroma of wine, intoxicating like a dream, had already permeated every corner of the Great Venerable Palace.

A faint, and somewhat lazy voice, when the bright white light was gradually dissipating, when many cultivators were retreating in unison, it was slowly singing and shouting: "I have a pot of incense, forget the things of the world, dream for thousands of years, and finally in an instant." (To be continued......)